Disclaimer: Let me just get this over with. I don't own anything besides a VERY FEW # of CDs, a dachshund, and a yo-yo. If you sue me all you will get is old, shredded wrapping paper (leftovers from Christmas). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Me~ *gives a BIG grin to audience* A story! Finally! I thought I'd never have time to type one up. I'm pretty new at story writing, so I need reviews to tell me what the people want.
Annoying Older Brother~ The customer is always right.
Me~ Shut up, Poindexter!
Poindexter~ *ahem* Its the Great Joseph! NOT Poindexter.
Me~ All right *quiets voice to a loud whisper* Poindexter.
Joseph~ *looks mad and starts doing REALLY bad impersonations* Know your role, and shut your mouth!
Me~ *yells* SECURITY!!!!!
*2 REALLY big men walk in and look at me*
Security dude #1~ Yes, ma'am?
Security dude #2~ What can we do for you?
Me~ Take him away! *I said, importantly, gesturing toward my annoying older brother*
Joseph~ DON'T LISTEN TO HER!!! *yells crazily as he's being dragged away* SHE'S A 14 YEAR-OLD HIGH SCHOOLER WHO HAS CRUSHES ON CARTOON CHARACTERS!!!!
Me~ *yells indignantly* THEY ARE NOT CARTOON CHARACTERS! THEY'RE ANIME CHARACTERS!
*Joseph is finally dragged out of earshot*
Me~ I like this job!! ^_^ Now that thats finally over with, on with the ficcie!
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Prologue
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12/25/00
Christmas. Whoop-a-dee-do. Don't get me wrong, now. I LIKE Christmas. I LOVE it! I just hate hearing the same old songs over and over again. Doesn't it get boring? I can't wait to open presents, though... This is the only birthday, besides mine, that I get to open presents on. Happy birthday, Jesus! I hear Mom calling me. Time for presents! WML~ Write more later.
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I threw my diary down and raced toward the den, where the Christmas tree was standing. David was already sorting presents into different piles. I raced to the Christmas box that we left in the corner of the room. I dug through it until I found what I wanted.
I ran back to David shoved a Santa's hat on his head. I, myself, sported a pointed elf's hat, complete with pointy, sewn on, ears. As he sorted the gifts, I ran around handing them to different people, like a good little elf.
We finished and started opening presents. Since my cousin was the youngest, he got to open his first. I was so envious as I watched him pull out a Super Saiyan Trunks model, Gohan action figure, and several Dragonball tapes.
As he trashed the wrapping paper that use to be on The History of Trunks, I yelled out happily, "My turn!"
I opened my presents slowly, starting with the biggest one. I like saving the smaller ones for last. They usually hold the best stuff; CDs, tapes, games, etc.. I pulled out a long dress, silk jacket, and dress shoes.
'Boring. Where's the good stuff?'
I grabbed another box and pulled out a nightgown . I hate getting clothes for gifts. They're boring, usually. I grabbed my next-to-last gift.
'Finally. Something at least half decent.'
I pulled out a T-shirt. There were 4 pictures of Mirai Trunks on it. I reached back in the box and pulled a Sailor Mercury diary out.
While I was unwrapping my last present, I felt something in the box give off power. I could only guess to how I could tell that it had the energy.
'Thats strange. Very strange.'
I opened the small box and tilted its contents into my hand. There, in my palm, was a necklace. There was a 4inch. dragon wrapped around a very small bottle. The bottle was only as big as the cap of a pen. There was something in the bottle. It had no shape. It was like a lavender gas that switched to sapphire blue and back to lavender again.
I looked at it with a mixture of awe and curiosity on my face.
'How is it giving off a power? How can I tell that it's giving off a power? What's in it?'
I was so lost in my own thoughts, that I didn't notice that my cousin had an identical look on his face. Everyone else was looking at us curiously.
"Becky," Mom said, breaking the silence, "what do you say?"
"Thanks," I managed to mumble. I looked toward my aunt, for the tag said she had gotten it for me. "Where did you get this, Aunt Vernie?"
"I found it in a antique shop. The owner said it was very special," she said.
"Did the owner say why it was so special?' I asked her.
"The dragon's made of a special metal. The owner told me that it was the only metal that was strong enough to contain magic. The glass of the bottle is made with magic sealed inside it. The dragon guards it to make sure it can't escape," she said smiling like she thought that was just a hoax. "I only got it for you because I knew you liked magic and dragons and stuff like that."
"What's the stuff in it?" I asked her with a growing curiosity for the little antique.
"What stuff?" she asked with the puzzled expression on her face.
" That bluish purple stuff," my cousin, Josh, stated.
"Are you two pulling a prank on us?" Josh's mom, Aunt J. J., asked with her annoyance slowly starting to build.
Josh and I shook our heads.
"There's really something in there," I said, trying to get someone to believe us.
"There is," Josh piped up.
"Enough of your pranks," Dad said angrily. "I thought that since it was Christmas, you two would behave better and not annoy people. Guess I was wrong. Go into the living room until we are done with the gifts, or you apologize for making up nonsense."
"But we were telling the truth," I protested.
"We were," Josh said, trying to help me convince them.
"Enough!" my dad erupted. "Go the living room, NOW!"
Josh and I stormed out, into the living room. I sat on the sofa, next to my back pack. Josh picked up his back pack off of the Lay Z Boy and sat down in its place.
"Its not fair!" my 11 year-old cousin said angrily.
"I know! We were telling the truth," I said, equally angry.
I looked into my hand where the necklace was sitting. I couldn't believe how happy I was 3 hours ago when I packed my back pack. I was going to spend the night at my Grandma's with my cousin. Now I was majorly P.O.ed.
"I wish there was someone who could tell us what that stuff is," Josh said.
"I wish there was a place where we could go," I muttered angrily while fingering the little dragon, "Where the stuff we believe in is real, and we have the same power that the strongest people there have."
The momentarily blue gas suddenly turned a bright green! The little dragon was covered with the green gas, as if it was dropped into a cup of green paint! The dragon fell off of the jar and grew! In a few seconds it was 20 ft. long! It wrapped around me, then around Josh!!!
The dragon flapped it's wings once, then we were in a white void. We were only there for a few seconds before we appeared high over land.
We were falling!! The dragon had released us! The gas that had covered the dragon, had turned into a powder. That powder fell on us, and we were covered in it. I felt my fall slowing and I was no longer panicking. I felt something happen to me. It felt like my spine was twisting and growing. How long or fast we fell, I do not know. For at that moment, a sudden urge to sleep hit me.
********some time later********
I slowly opened one eye and quickly shut it from the blinding light that streamed in through a window.
I turned over and saw a face looking at me with worry on it. I finally realized who it was.
"Oh no," I managed to mumble before I blacked out again.
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So how was it? Please review and tell me. This is the first story I posted and I'm afraid I'm not very good. I promise it will get better. In the meantime, I NEED REVIEWS!!!
Me~ *gives a BIG grin to audience* A story! Finally! I thought I'd never have time to type one up. I'm pretty new at story writing, so I need reviews to tell me what the people want.
Annoying Older Brother~ The customer is always right.
Me~ Shut up, Poindexter!
Poindexter~ *ahem* Its the Great Joseph! NOT Poindexter.
Me~ All right *quiets voice to a loud whisper* Poindexter.
Joseph~ *looks mad and starts doing REALLY bad impersonations* Know your role, and shut your mouth!
Me~ *yells* SECURITY!!!!!
*2 REALLY big men walk in and look at me*
Security dude #1~ Yes, ma'am?
Security dude #2~ What can we do for you?
Me~ Take him away! *I said, importantly, gesturing toward my annoying older brother*
Joseph~ DON'T LISTEN TO HER!!! *yells crazily as he's being dragged away* SHE'S A 14 YEAR-OLD HIGH SCHOOLER WHO HAS CRUSHES ON CARTOON CHARACTERS!!!!
Me~ *yells indignantly* THEY ARE NOT CARTOON CHARACTERS! THEY'RE ANIME CHARACTERS!
*Joseph is finally dragged out of earshot*
Me~ I like this job!! ^_^ Now that thats finally over with, on with the ficcie!
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font face="Lynda Cursive" size="30#"color="#0000ffThe Gift/font
Prologue
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12/25/00
Christmas. Whoop-a-dee-do. Don't get me wrong, now. I LIKE Christmas. I LOVE it! I just hate hearing the same old songs over and over again. Doesn't it get boring? I can't wait to open presents, though... This is the only birthday, besides mine, that I get to open presents on. Happy birthday, Jesus! I hear Mom calling me. Time for presents! WML~ Write more later.
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I threw my diary down and raced toward the den, where the Christmas tree was standing. David was already sorting presents into different piles. I raced to the Christmas box that we left in the corner of the room. I dug through it until I found what I wanted.
I ran back to David shoved a Santa's hat on his head. I, myself, sported a pointed elf's hat, complete with pointy, sewn on, ears. As he sorted the gifts, I ran around handing them to different people, like a good little elf.
We finished and started opening presents. Since my cousin was the youngest, he got to open his first. I was so envious as I watched him pull out a Super Saiyan Trunks model, Gohan action figure, and several Dragonball tapes.
As he trashed the wrapping paper that use to be on The History of Trunks, I yelled out happily, "My turn!"
I opened my presents slowly, starting with the biggest one. I like saving the smaller ones for last. They usually hold the best stuff; CDs, tapes, games, etc.. I pulled out a long dress, silk jacket, and dress shoes.
'Boring. Where's the good stuff?'
I grabbed another box and pulled out a nightgown . I hate getting clothes for gifts. They're boring, usually. I grabbed my next-to-last gift.
'Finally. Something at least half decent.'
I pulled out a T-shirt. There were 4 pictures of Mirai Trunks on it. I reached back in the box and pulled a Sailor Mercury diary out.
While I was unwrapping my last present, I felt something in the box give off power. I could only guess to how I could tell that it had the energy.
'Thats strange. Very strange.'
I opened the small box and tilted its contents into my hand. There, in my palm, was a necklace. There was a 4inch. dragon wrapped around a very small bottle. The bottle was only as big as the cap of a pen. There was something in the bottle. It had no shape. It was like a lavender gas that switched to sapphire blue and back to lavender again.
I looked at it with a mixture of awe and curiosity on my face.
'How is it giving off a power? How can I tell that it's giving off a power? What's in it?'
I was so lost in my own thoughts, that I didn't notice that my cousin had an identical look on his face. Everyone else was looking at us curiously.
"Becky," Mom said, breaking the silence, "what do you say?"
"Thanks," I managed to mumble. I looked toward my aunt, for the tag said she had gotten it for me. "Where did you get this, Aunt Vernie?"
"I found it in a antique shop. The owner said it was very special," she said.
"Did the owner say why it was so special?' I asked her.
"The dragon's made of a special metal. The owner told me that it was the only metal that was strong enough to contain magic. The glass of the bottle is made with magic sealed inside it. The dragon guards it to make sure it can't escape," she said smiling like she thought that was just a hoax. "I only got it for you because I knew you liked magic and dragons and stuff like that."
"What's the stuff in it?" I asked her with a growing curiosity for the little antique.
"What stuff?" she asked with the puzzled expression on her face.
" That bluish purple stuff," my cousin, Josh, stated.
"Are you two pulling a prank on us?" Josh's mom, Aunt J. J., asked with her annoyance slowly starting to build.
Josh and I shook our heads.
"There's really something in there," I said, trying to get someone to believe us.
"There is," Josh piped up.
"Enough of your pranks," Dad said angrily. "I thought that since it was Christmas, you two would behave better and not annoy people. Guess I was wrong. Go into the living room until we are done with the gifts, or you apologize for making up nonsense."
"But we were telling the truth," I protested.
"We were," Josh said, trying to help me convince them.
"Enough!" my dad erupted. "Go the living room, NOW!"
Josh and I stormed out, into the living room. I sat on the sofa, next to my back pack. Josh picked up his back pack off of the Lay Z Boy and sat down in its place.
"Its not fair!" my 11 year-old cousin said angrily.
"I know! We were telling the truth," I said, equally angry.
I looked into my hand where the necklace was sitting. I couldn't believe how happy I was 3 hours ago when I packed my back pack. I was going to spend the night at my Grandma's with my cousin. Now I was majorly P.O.ed.
"I wish there was someone who could tell us what that stuff is," Josh said.
"I wish there was a place where we could go," I muttered angrily while fingering the little dragon, "Where the stuff we believe in is real, and we have the same power that the strongest people there have."
The momentarily blue gas suddenly turned a bright green! The little dragon was covered with the green gas, as if it was dropped into a cup of green paint! The dragon fell off of the jar and grew! In a few seconds it was 20 ft. long! It wrapped around me, then around Josh!!!
The dragon flapped it's wings once, then we were in a white void. We were only there for a few seconds before we appeared high over land.
We were falling!! The dragon had released us! The gas that had covered the dragon, had turned into a powder. That powder fell on us, and we were covered in it. I felt my fall slowing and I was no longer panicking. I felt something happen to me. It felt like my spine was twisting and growing. How long or fast we fell, I do not know. For at that moment, a sudden urge to sleep hit me.
********some time later********
I slowly opened one eye and quickly shut it from the blinding light that streamed in through a window.
I turned over and saw a face looking at me with worry on it. I finally realized who it was.
"Oh no," I managed to mumble before I blacked out again.
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So how was it? Please review and tell me. This is the first story I posted and I'm afraid I'm not very good. I promise it will get better. In the meantime, I NEED REVIEWS!!!